My sibling, mother, and I were waiting in a long line at the Sam’s Club food court. The whole time I was waiting, I was mentally rehearsing what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was constantly screaming at me. When we approached the cashier to pay, I got distracted by his attractiveness so rather than requesting the pizza, I assertively said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has none of. Once I understood my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Ashamed, I fled and my mom and sister had to fetch me the pizza slice from my finding place in the cold section. To this day, I ask people to order for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is working the cash register.